His Fantasy Girl

We're all guilty of it sometimes... If a client doesn't really do it for me physically, I have been known to sometimes let my mind wander to somebody who does - whether it's a movie star like Johnny Depp or the guy who fixed our boiler the week before. It helps me to transform into his fantasy girl, making me wet and eager for him; ultimately, we both enjoy it more!

I had that situation this week. I couldn't stop my mind wandering off to that sexy guy, imagining it was him grabbing the curves of my body and pulling me into him. It's fun to act out what you're fantasising about!

Must dash, I'm a very busy lady...

Brooke x

A Night to Remember

What a glorious weekend! I don't think I'll ever grow out of Halloween madness. I managed to grace a few parties with my presence, drank an offensive amount of vodka and managed to stay completely upright. I think walking in heels does wonders for your balance. Party number 2 was my favourite, due to the very sexy man who caught my attention. He had the type of stare that makes your stomach flip and your breath catch in your throat. In my opinion, you don't see that often enough.

Another thing that quite delighted me was getting asked for ID to go into a bar. That doesn't happen very often these days, and I don't usually carry it with me! I haven't felt the need to lie about my age to clients before; I still have a few years left of my 20s and consider myself to be in my prime. Although, I can't help but wonder if I'll eventually be bumped by the spritely young things emerging onto the scene. Some agencies advertise young escorts (over 18, thank goodness), and I know a lot of guys like their girls under 21. Should I be worried? Should I start shaving off the years as I approach 30? Do you think mental age counts?!

Needing some TLC today to recover from my antics; I'd better get pampering so I can be somebody's princess.

Brooke x

Slutty Outfits

Anyone who has seen the film 'Mean Girls' will know what I mean when I say: "Halloween is the one night a year when a girl can dress up like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it." I usually make an effort to look sexy, but classy and ladylike, avoiding cheap and trashy at all costs. However, I just can't resist the opportunity to dress up! I get to wear stockings and suspenders all year round, so it's fun to don ripped fishnets and PVC. There are plenty of things you can make look slutty: devil, vampire, witch, policewoman, bad fairy, dead cheerleader, evil nurse, superhero, film and television characters... the possibilities are endless!

I'm still not feeling 100%, but this event only comes once a year - no chance of me sitting this one out.

Hope you all have a spooky, sexy weekend...

Brooke x

Sofa Sex

Ah, the flu bug strikes again! I was feeling alright on Friday night, but as soon as I woke up on Saturday I had all the symptoms; sore throat, headache, blocked up, chesty cough... that came on fast! Luckily my date wasn't an overnight booking; he had booked me for my 2 hour minimum and then extended for another 2. I left his place around midnight, though he was very eager for me to stay! Sometimes it's tempting to give them some time for free when you really like a client, but it's dangerous to blur the lines of your relationship - and it creates expectations on their part. First it's another hour free, then the rest of the night, then they're calling you on your days off... must be strict.

We had dinner at his place (ordered in), and I gave him the full on GFE. I sat with my legs wrapped round him as he laid back on me, watching a film on the sofa. While he talked about work and family and the pressure he's under I ran my fingers through his hair; after a while he decided that was enough serious talk and steered the conversation towards how sexy he found me instead. Always nice to hear! He started to trail his fingers up and down my legs, stroking the sheer nylon of my stockings. He became quiet and his breathing got heavier, so I knew he was ready to turn up the heat.

We didn't move from the sofa and left the film on in the background; he rolled over and kissed me there, grinding eagerly on top of me. Our clothes never came off completely; I undid his trousers and worked them down as he pushed up my dress. I wasn't wearing any underwear apart from my hold ups, which stayed on. When he was ready to push himself inside me, I resumed my position of my legs wrapped around him and pulled him in deep. We rocked there, hot and close, buried in the cushions. I hope many more winter nights are spent that way...

I'll be having some time off while I shake this bug now - it's not the biggest turn on!

Brooke x

Friday Date Night

Ahhh, Fridays never fail to bring a smile to my face. I've been at the salon this morning to make myself beautiful and have a date tonight in Shoreditch. My overindulgence last week also seems to have gone straight to my breasts, so I'm filling out my D Cups again... I think that calls for a low cut dress!

Have a fabulous weekend,

Brooke x

Will I Ever Learn?

Hungover.com. I think I was still drunk when I got up this morning - thank goodness I don't have to meet a client tonight. I think 'a few drinks with the girls' will have to be a Coca Cola for me...

Brooke x

Overindulging

Hmmm, I think I overindulged this weekend. A girl like me has to be careful what she eats; I'm taken out to dinner so often, temptation is everywhere... luckily there's usually a pretty good 'work out' session to burn off a few calories afterwards! I used to go to the gym a lot more, but hard to find the time now, which means weekend like the last one are guilt inducing. I manage to keep hourglass shape at a comfortable 10 (UK size), but the main test for me is one of my favourite dress styles: the pencil dress. It's figure hugging all over - very unforgiving! I have to rock that look.

No biscuits with my tea this week ;)

Brooke x